Death Quotes

“Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die, Passing through nature to eternity.”

“Unsubstantial Death is amorous.”

“. . . nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in his death To throw away the dearest thing he owed, As 'twere a careless trifle.”

“Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.”

“To be, or not to be, that is the question: Whether 'tis Nobler in the mind to suffer The Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune, Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles, And by opposing end them: to die, to sleep No more; and by a sleep, to say we end The Heart-ache, and the thousand Natural shocks That Flesh is heir to? 'Tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die to sleep, To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there's the rub.”

“Come away, come away, Death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white stuck all with yew, O prepare it! My part of death no one so true did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn: Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me O where Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there!”

“Even through the hollow eyes of deathI spy life peering.”

“No longer mourn for me when I am dead than you shall hear the surly sullen bell give warning to the world that I am fled from this vile world with vilest worms to dwell: nay, if you read this line, remember not the hand that writ it, for I love you so, that I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, if thinking on me then should make you woe. O! if, I say, you look upon this verse when I perhaps compounded am with clay, do not so much as my poor name rehearse; but let your love even with my life decay; lest the wise world should look into your moan, and mock you with me after I am gone.”

“With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage.”

“Ay, but to die, and go we know not where.”

“For in that sleep of death what dreams may come.”

“Death lies on her like an untimely frost.”

“Finish, good lady; the bright day is done, And we are for the Dark.”

“Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel? Why, now letme die, for I have lived long enough.”

“But clay and clay differs in dignity, Whose dust is both alike.”

“Had I but died an hour before this chance,I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant,There's nothing serious in mortality:All is but toys; renown, and grace is dead;The wine of life is drawn, and the mere leesIs left this vault to brag of.”

“Retire me to my Milan, whereEvery third thought shall be my grave.”

“The weariest and most loathed worldly life, that age, ache, penury and imprisonment can lay on nature is a paradise, to what we fear of death.”

“What is thy sentence then but speechless death.”

“Death rock me asleep.”

“Be still prepared for death: and death or life shall thereby be the sweeter.”

“He that dies pays all debts.”

“The poor world is almost six thousand years old, and in all this time there was not any man died in his own person,videlicet, in a love-cause.”

“Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death.”

“By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.”